| Now… now…now…unnh
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| Professional 2 sh*t…WHAT!
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| Staten Island up in this muthaf*cka
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| Mr. Meth rep rep rep rep rep rep
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| For the cause
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| Wu-Tang Killa Beez forever my nig*az
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| Yeah… we put our draws in it… CLUE!
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| New Method Man!
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| Eminem
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| Royce
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| CLUE!
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| Niggaz is like «Oh my God not you!»
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| Yes I’m in the flesh like hollow heads through your vest
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| No contest, M.E.-Eth Man’s obsessed
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| With sex, drugs and rock & roll
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| New tecs and calicos!
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| Word has it we move mathematic on rappers
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| Who don’t add up, you get broke, battered and slapped up
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| 8 million stories in the nekkid call yo man Method
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| Straight guerilla iller ni*ga kill a murder record
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| My verbal shooter does it to ya
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| The 16-bar Ruger, bustin' yo funky dope manuevers
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| But I’m not ya Super Lover Cee, I’m the Super Sperm
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| Splash it on your skin rub it in like it’s Lubriderm
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| 10 out of 10 I’ll be the
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| Men of all men I mean the
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| Creme de la creme a schemer
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| Sippin' on 'Gnac and Zima
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| True professional 2
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| (DJ CLUE!)
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| Now that Bush is president ni*ga we all through
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| Wooooooooooord!
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| It’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
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| Why I keep on duckin' under the bed when I hear thunder
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| Cuz I ain’t crazy, I say shit that’s crazy to crazy people
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| To make 'em believe I’m crazy so they can relate to me
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| And maybe believe in Shady so they can be evil baby
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| I like that! |
| I’m only as crazy as people made me
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| Believe me, there’ll be just as many muthaf*ckin' murderers
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| And heroin users without Marlilyn’s music
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| But I figure I make my music I don’t care if you use it
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| To murder somebody, I just wanna be there when you do it!
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| Now the parents are suein' cuz little Darren is screwin'
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| Karen and Susan cause I told him to do it on Clue’s new sh*t
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| Now it’s all ruined, the whole world is f*cked up
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| Cuz of me? |
| Two 12-year old girls is knocked up
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| My attitude’s 'f*ck it' like Pac’s was at one point
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| Wanna come join? |
| Pick up a glock and just point
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| Now everybody’s killin' everybody and everybody’s bloody
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| And I’m just laughin' like it’s funny
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| Cause I don’t really give a sh*t about no-muthaf*ckin'-body
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| I’m so muthaf*ckin' nutty I don’t give a f*ck about nuttin'!
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| My wrist is… water and freeze
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| And mix this is… audio Jesus the repent shit gets big
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| Keep it sharp like knife in a pop device
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| So «Duro you gotta let it bump!», I came from a hard knock life
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| They say this kid be rude like this can’t be true
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| I s*ck my own dick like if I had a rib removed
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| Vampire, sun go down I’m still wylin'
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| Bullets travel through the air in the night like Phil Collins
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| Rock City baby knife through your throat 'til you’re broke
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| Rise from the underground like sewer smoke
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| It’s all shifty, I got all-a my dogs wit' me
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| And they all rich, and still all-a they palms itchy
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| We’ll pump, rumble over birds jungle urge
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| Walkin' like we talkin' drunk while we stumble over words
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| Clue *inhale*…Duro *inhale*…Slim *inhale*…Meth *inhale*
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| Five *inhale*…Nine *inhale*…Hold up *inhale*…breath
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| It’s just… Mr. Meth and DJ Clue
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| I ain’t crazy, I just do what the beats say do
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| It’s just… Slim Shady and DJ Clue
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| I ain’t evil, I just do what the beats say do
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| Unnh.Royce 5−9 and DJ Clue
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| I ain’t bad, I just do what the beats say do. |
| unnh
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| DJ Clue!
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| Desert Storm!
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| Come oon maaan! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song What The Beat , by - DJ Clue. Song from the album The Professional 2, in the genre R&B